So we decided to create our own ring spaghetti — or anelloni as we've decided to call it (anello in Italian meaning ring).

I always liked an open fire," an open wound, suppuration of silent words from somewhere, a long line of fathers foreskinning for all they were worth, unknown, unsaid, alone in ice-cold space as we're all alone in the absence of God with only His mother, the mother of God, out there in black face, alone herself, the queen of the world...

I have also endeavoured in the same book to show that the resting place called in the Bible Dophkah, is identical with the abandoned mines now called Wadi Maghȃra.

A realistic novel about the Victorian poor.